HES, My Wildest Dream (boyxboy) #Wattys

HMWD - CHAPTER 10

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"Cross your fingers, here we go.." Harry smiled at me, his cute dimples showing. We both get out from the backseat of the taxi with our hands intertwined.

Cameras start flashing like a photo booth as we both run inside the hotel, battling through the rain.

The stars feels like it's all exploding, but I know for a fact that we're fireproof.

We entered the elevator, we're both silent but our breathing were both ragged and loud. More like hyped and excited.

We reached his hotel room and as soon as we got inside he wrapped a towel around me.

Ughhh. Can he notttt?! He's soooo sweet <3

"Thanks." I mumbled, and he just smiled at me, I can't help myself but poked his dimple.

"I'm sorry.. Ugh. You're so cute and just.." I rambled, embarrassed with my stupidity.

"It's fine my lovely Troyezzy." He assured me.

Oh my.. fúck. The way he said it on person, the cute little nickname he gave me.

It gaves butterflies in my stomach.

We dried our hair with our towels.

He looks so sexy.

He gave me a dry shirt to wear.

I removed my shirt, and he did the same.

Our eyes locked and that's all it takes before he lift me to his shoulders.

"Harry!" I let out a squeal. Our laughter filled the hotel room.

Our laughter mixed together is really my favorite sound in the entire world.

Harry put me down on the bed gently.

"Troye.." Harry's mouth isn't moving. It's in fact closed. Who called me?

Harry is leaning down to me.

"Troye, honey." My mom's voice... I can hear it.

I swear it's my mom. Why would she be here in Harry's hotel room?

His face is so close to mine. I am able to stare at his face, I can see every details. All of his perfects and imperfections.

For me, Harry Styles is still the most beautiful human being in this entire world.

Harry's lips are just an inch from mine.

I closed my eyes. Anticipated for the moment to come.

I can feel my shoulders shaking.

Why would Harry shake my shoulders?

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"Troye, wake up..." Those were the words that jolted my eyes open.

And to my horror, my mom is in front of me with a worried look on her face.

I look around.

I am not in the hotel room. I am in my bedroom.

"Are you okay, honey?" My mom softly asked, as she stroked my hair that was damped from my sweat.

"You were calling for me. And then you started screaming and squealing in your sleep.. All I can understand is 'Harry'." She explained, extremely worried about what happened.

I just stared at her, with blank emotion in my eyes.

I shake my head.

I am asleep?

No.

I am not.

Is...

that..

only a dream?

It can't be!

How?!

It feels so real.

I instantly grabbed my phone beside me and went straight to Twitter. I clicked on Harry Styles's account.

My hands start to shake and the phone fell from my hand when I saw that he's not following me.

He still doesn't follow me on twitter.

I just can't help it but cry violently.

I hate this feeling.

The feeling of one moment you thought you have the one you love the most but then everything will fade away with just one snap.

That feeling of realization that you he'll not be any other thing but your dream. He's not going to be yours.

He's not here.

It was just a dream.

That's why it seems like I can't feel anything physically. But I surely felt the love within that short moment of ours.

It's slowly sinking in to me and fuck if doesn't hurt like hell.

My chest is throbbing in pain.

Now, I could feel things. How I wish I didn't.

My eyes are starting to get tired for crying out loud. My throat is starting to sore for whining incoherent words.

"No. I just... I can't believe.. It's only a dream." I mumbled, my voice is so weak. Full of defeat in my tone.

I thought he's going to be mine. I thought there's a possibility of 'us'. I thought I could finally kiss the love of my life.

But.. No. I can't.

It's just all formed inside my head.

None of it was real.

He's only a dream... my wildest dream.   

Literally, He's my wildest dream.

My mom rubbed my back trying to stop me from crying. "It's alright, I'm here Troye, I'm here."

I breathe deeply, and trying to calm myself.

My tears beginning to stop falling from my already red eyes.

My phone popped up a notification. I tried my best to look at my phone despite the heavy feeling in my chest.

The notification made me want to cry bucket of tears all over again.

"TWITTER: @Harry_Styles followed you."

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THE END! ;)

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